Youth has faded its face
I am wandering in the whirling night
Tears gather into a spring and extend with dreams
Missing drowns time
I miss you and I'm incomplete
I can't speak, I can't hear, I can't see
Love and resentment are intertwined. How can the past moon be full
Is there no root or leaf if the thread is broken
Fate is a string in the heart
Can't stand the absurd fiddling and swaying
The more you forget the doomed love disaster, the more you fall into it
Awaken me to love and hate
Love and resentment are intertwined. How can the past moon be full
Is there no root or leaf if the thread is broken
Meeting you is my willing fall
Joy can't tell the depth of reality
Don't be so bitter and bitter
All with your eyes to truly resolve
Meeting you is my willing fall
Joy can't tell the depth of reality
So much love and hate, parting is sour, bitter and sweet
All with your eyes to truly resolve
The fate of a hundred turns and a thousand turns
In front of you will be sentimentally attached
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